Текст песни юность уходит - осколки немого кино

Thousands of just people,
Hundreds of forgotten roads.
Dozens of unnecessary ideas
Were lost in the park,
Among the dark alleys.

Between us is a fire,
Our seas merged.

notes on the 8th floor,
All inscriptions and patterns,
What is encrypted?
On the walls of the entrance.
In the ashes burned,
The dream has burnt.

Conversations with you,
Kisses for children's cartoons.
From memory are pulled out,
Like cutting old newspapers.
Fragments from the house
Our puzzle is destroyed.
Bridges are burnt,
We can only wait,
the beginning of the silent movie session.

But the actors hid under
Prejudice of suffering.
I flipped through the old photos,
My oxygen is over.

Shards of Moments
They are cut into ribs.
In me they burn out
Recent feelings.
My mind is sick
I could not stand the pain,
I began to take care of people.

the ribs broke
To small shares,
Forgotten already film.
We will drown
In the abyss of the sky,
Tomorrow we will return
By the beginning of the session,
Silent movie.

Recent feelings
The so-called-
"Eternal Love",
Ended on
Clearance Sale
Cheap things.
We are on the crucifixion
Old crosses.
In the parks walking
Tried to find,
Hundreds of forgotten ways.
But they found
just
Broken actors
Silent movie.
Lost Yourself
In the emptiness of cities.

Shards of Moments
They are cut into ribs.
In me they burn out
Recent feelings.
My mind is sick
I could not stand the pain.
I began to take care of people,

the ribs broke
To small shares,
Forgotten already film.
We will drown
In the abyss of the sky,
Tomorrow we will return
By the beginning of the session,
Silent movie.

Fragments erase moments,
which used to be so warmed up.
Anxious cover
Sutures will disperse
Bones of polonomy
Enough for us to suffer.
We must start from scratch,
Throw out the old films.

Forget movies
And the actors of silent movies.
Sonnats awaken in the morning,
In the evening we will leave the window.

Lovers played,
Now go home.
From falsehood, we perished,
Not believing in empty promises.
Offended at bad words.

Shards of Moments
They are cut into ribs.
In me they burn out
Recent feelings.
My mind is sick
I could not stand the pain.
I began to take care of people,

the ribs broke
To small shares,
Forgotten already film.
We will drown
In the abyss of the sky,
Tomorrow we will return
To the beginning of the session
Silent movie.